




In our small town, we celebrate our country's birth on the 3rd of July. That's because the fireworks technicians are booked at larger venues on the fourth. By celebrating on the third, we can schedule a top-notch show that might only be seen in a larger city. The other added benefit of celebrating on the third, is that we have an extra day to fully enjoy the festivities. It's like the whole weekend is the 4th of July.
Here are some scenes from last night. I will be sure to include some pictures of the girls in the next post.
UPDATE: I forgot to mention that I didn't have to haul any camera equipment around. I took these pictures standing in my back yard.